Chapter 3012

The idea of ​​lying flat is not only held by a few unmotivated humans, but also by monsters.

When lying flat can satisfy their desires, which are not strong or numerous, a small number of monsters will choose to lie flat.

Humans are no match for them at all. With their ability to control their own body cells, most people cannot last more than three minutes before vomiting.

Even if they are interested for the whole night..., it is difficult to play this game that makes them vomit at the touch.

The monsters engaged in this industry are becoming more and more experienced. Some have already mastered how to increase their own value and control the number of vomiting of each guest at night to get more attention.

From their point of view, this is a kind of lying flat, and to please weak humans to get everything they need is to lie flat thoroughly.

But for them, this is actually quite bold and cannot be regarded as lying flat in the strict sense.

In addition to these, some monsters have joined other industries in Slem, especially the gladiatorial arena.

Monsters will participate in the competition as the finale of the exhibition match. It is more like a killing show than a competition.

They will fight against enemies that are several times or even dozens of times their size, and finally kill all opponents and win in a life-or-death struggle.

This is a script, so every performance is particularly bloody and exciting. Even though many people know this, they still can't help but want to watch it.

It's like you know the structure of the opposite sex and have even had relationships with different opposite sexes, but you are still interested in the opposite sex and sexual behavior.

Some things, no matter how many times you try, you will still be obsessed with them.

Lynch took a walk around Srum. The atmosphere here is very hot. In addition to those luxury stores, many street stall games similar to gatherings have been introduced.

Ring tossing, throwing sandbags, etc., because each game has been carefully calculated, it can also be regarded as a gambling game.

Although most of the time people are losing money, some people still enjoy it.

Because this way of playing is different from that in the casino, they can see their success or failure, and see the reasons for their success or failure.

And the cost is not high, people like this fast-paced fun and pleasure.

Lynch's arrival naturally alarmed the industry committee, but he did not sit down and chat with these people slowly, but chatted about future development while strolling around.

"New Slem is the best entertainment venue in the world, where money can buy all the happiness people want."

"But you can't just be satisfied with the status quo. You should know that our exploration spacecraft has arrived at the Green Star?"

A large group of people nodded one after another. Some tourists around looked over here, but were soon warned and left quickly.

Lynch walked to a ring-tossing stall and gave the stall owner five dollars in exchange for three rings.

He threw it casually and said, "More new elements will bring our technological level to a higher level again. Many people have always believed that what limits the development of human technological level is our thinking realm..."

Thinking realm is a very interesting saying. Before people discovered lighters, humans have been using matches.

So does this mean that in the match era, what lighters need is not available in the world?

In fact, it is not. Since matches did not exist, the raw materials and even processes required to produce lighters can meet the standards or requirements for producing lighters.

But because people's thinking was limited to a narrow range, people could not imagine making lighters at that time.

Later, matches were invented, which may be the most advanced invention that everyone thinks, and then there were various lighters.

Some people say that the development of science and technology is limited by the scope of human thinking. This is also a mainstream idea. Only when certain conditions are met or some invisible progress meets some requirements.

A broader thinking field will open up and people can see a new future.

Most of the people who advocate this view are supporters of fatalism. They all believe that everything has been planned since the moment the universe was born.

And time, our choice, is just acting according to the script.

Including the development of science and technology, it will only enter the next stage when it is necessary.

"But I think that the problem of materials is still limiting the development of human science and technology."

"In the past, many of our technologies did not meet our needs for innovation. For example, we wanted faster spacecraft. Before we got new acceleration fuel, we almost tried every possible way and could not find any good way to solve this problem."

"But with the discovery of new materials, we quickly solved the problem of short-distance space travel, and the time is still shortening."

"As we begin to increase our exploration of the Verdurous Star and analyze some new elements and begin to enter the application stage, there will inevitably be a huge technological explosion."

"And this explosion will become faster and faster as our exploration of the universe becomes larger and larger."

"Perhaps many years later, every few weeks or months, technology will undergo an iteration, and the scope of human activities will no longer be limited to the solar system."

"We should go out and take a look."

Lynch's words made everyone full of a vision for the future, as if that day was really not far away.

"We will encounter some alien civilizations in the universe. I don't think any intelligent race can surpass us in terms of enjoyment."

"So in the end New Slem will become a trademark, a brand, blooming everywhere within the scope of the universe that humans can set foot on."

He paused for a moment, "So you need continuous research and development motivation, and you need to think about whether we can come up with some games that even aliens will find interesting."

It was a very grand idea, and people were full of flattering words. Lynch was neither disgusted nor enjoying it too much.

After standing in the highest position for too long, these things have become commonplace to him.

After declining the idea of ​​having lunch with these people, he went directly back to Noel's villa with Noel.

Noel's wife had prepared breakfast, they ate a little, and Fern gradually woke up.

Fern was sitting on the bedside, looking the same as before, except that the color of his pupils turned into dark blue.

It seemed to be thinking, trying to figure out what happened. When it quickly reviewed everything that had happened in the past, its new personality began to gradually mature and dominate its thinking.

"I'm Vern, the great artist."

It suddenly felt that someone was watching it, and through the small window on the door, it saw Noel.

"Hey, how long are you going to keep me locked up?"

Noel glanced at Lynch, who motioned for him to open the door.

The door opened slowly. Fern rubbed his neck and noticed Lynch and the guy in front of him.

Its attention was focused on Mr. A, who exuded a powerful smell of the same kind that gave it a great sense of oppression.

It suppressed some inner uneasiness and smiled, "Mr. Lynch, why are you here?"

Lynch walked into the room and when he stood in the middle of the room, Mr. A placed a chair behind him.

He sat down, crossed his legs, and put his hands on his knees, "Let's see you. How do you feel after turning into a monster?"

Fern's expression was a little unnatural, "I don't quite understand...what did you say?"

It instinctively wants to hide itself, but to no avail.

"You should have memories, and you should also know what happened to you. You became a monster, or an evolver."

"I'm very interested in the process of your change. Can you tell me about it?"

Lynch said slowly and patiently, "I'm very curious about these questions, and I believe you won't lie."

Fern was a little embarrassed. Its instinct made it fear Lynch. It didn't want to be like this. It shouldn't be afraid of humans.

But there were too many profound images in its past memories, and the sense of oppression emanating from Mr. A was too strong. It thought for a while and decided to tell the truth.

"I... don't know exactly. I just felt very tired and took a nap."

"In the dream, I dreamed of...(art teacher), she was lonely, she wanted to hug me, and I hugged her."

"We... have become one forever and will never be separated again."

A naked woman suddenly "grew" out from behind it and lay on its shoulders.

Noel took two steps back in fear and put his hand on the holster of his gun.

That woman was exactly the same as the art teacher, but at this time she seemed a little less lazy and charming, a little less sense of justice that could be revealed inadvertently, and a little more disturbing.

Its eyes are not like Fern's eyes. The whites of the eyes are a dark gray, and the pupils are just black dots. The appearance and expression when looking at people are chilling.

It licked its lips and kept looking back and forth over several humans, finally landing on Lynch.

The art teacher crawled next to Fern's ear and whispered something to it. After a few seconds, Fern suddenly raised his hand and pinched the art teacher's head, and then applied a little force.

Its head exploded like a crushed watermelon, with fragments of the skull, brains, and pieces of flesh splattering everywhere.

On the ceiling, on the floor, even on Vern's clothes.

But the strange thing is that the art teacher who lost his head is not dead. The flesh and blood are quickly crawling towards Fern's body, as if to reorganize a new head.

"It's a bit unruly, Mr. Lynch."

Lynch was a little surprised, "It's a very interesting ability. Can it bring any special changes to you?"

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